The entire war between the Dark Shadows and the Guild was drawing to a close. The Dark Shadow had been all but destroyed at this point and its members were scattered. She hadn't heard from Emily in the past dew weeks since the DS's destruction. She had been spending her own time lazing around the Guild HQ. Salem wasn't exactly in a great mood, and so Jordan wanted to keep a low profile. She was lying on her bed when suddenly her phone went off and pulled Jordan from her self induced slumber.

[i]Yo bitch, bring your sickly sweet, sober ass to Michael's Cafe in 20 minutes, I have an idea.[/i]

Jordan smirked. Well she actually laughed more than smirked. She was happy. Oh so happy. Dancing off her bed she began to get dressed, wearing a simple white tanktop with jeans. It was strange that Emily wanted ot meet her at the Cafe they had both met at when they first met without fighting for the first time. Did it mean that Emily didn't wanna fight? That would be somewhat boring... plus it was far too early for Jordan to start drinking. Leaving the Guild HQ, Jordan took the small trip over to Michael's Cafe and took a seat inside, ordering a small coffee while waiting for her almost guaranteed pissed friend to arrive.